Cliché Love

#17 Part 2

Dedicated to- mdlizarraga
Here you go, as requested. ^_^
Hope you like it!
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'Walk away, save me the trouble of a heartbreak.'

"Mummy." A soft whisper caught Selena's attention, she looked down at her daughter who stared back at her with the same blue eyes as her father.

"Yes, honey?" Selena lovingly brushed Safira's brown hair, relieved that the surgery was a success and her baby was on her way to complete good health.

"Who was the man you were talking to?" Selena frowned at her question but answered anyway, "That was your doctor, honey, we introduced Dr. Sherman to you yesterday?" Safira immediately shook her head.
"Not him, the other one, with the funny hair." Before she could stop herself, Selena let out a laugh upon realizing who she was referring to. Soon that came to a stop as she dreaded the conversation that would follow.

Who was he? Selena didn't know how to answer that, so she stuck to the truth.

"He was helping me, he's a friend." She knew her daughter had a few more enquires to throw her way but before she could, the door pushed open.

"Selena could I perhaps talk to you?" Damon asked with a hesitant smile, his eyes taking a small peek at his beautiful daughter who was staring intently back at him.

Selena nodded and got up from her seat beside the bed to plant a kiss on Safira's forehead.

"I'll be back in a jiffy, press that button if you need anything, okay?" Selena let go of her daughter's hand and was about to leave when Damon coming inside the ward stopped her. She wanted to shield Safira from probable heartbreak that man had the power to bring. But before she could tell him to leave, she figured out what moved him to come inside, their child had called him in.

"Thank you." She wanted to cry at the maturity her nearly six old daughter was showing, and her heart crushed a little upon seeing how she knew what the man had done.
"Princess, you never have to thank me." Selena couldn't stop a traitor tear to run down her cheek which she immediately wiped away. How will she walk away from this? How will her daughter?

Why did they have to bond so quickly? She knew something like this was bound to happen but never could she have predicted this.

As she came out of her world, she couldn't unfreeze as now the father-daughter duo had settled down to converse on frevilous things.

"Damon." She cleared her throat, wanting to talk to him before things got out of hand, one look at her and he knew that his time with Safira was cut short.

"Will you get me the red lollies? They're the best." The six year old demanded with a winning smile. Before Selena could reprehend her, Damon nodded encouragingly.
"Of course, anything for my princess." Two seconds away from dragging him out, Selena pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Can we go out for a walk? I need to talk to you." Selena suggested as soon as they closed the ward door.
Damon nodded, gesturing her to lead the way.

"Ward 206, we'll just be back." Selena informed the nurse on call as the lady in pink scrubs got up to attend to the Safira.

"Look, Damon, I'll jump right into it." She said before they left the building, "You don't need to be around Safira, this shouldn't make you feel obligated. I will pa-" Before she could finish Damon stopped abruptly.
"I'm not doing any of this out of obligation. How could you make such an accusation? She is my daughter as much as she is yours, in fact, since I've lost six years on her, I want to catch up." Selena's eyes widened upon the implication. He will take Safira from her. He could easily, he would give her a better life than she ever can.